Chapter 79 The 1980s: The Male and Female Protagonists' Deaths (5)

At this moment, Mi Yuhan, the village secretary who shared an office with her, also came out.

They were all the same age, and after seeing Jin Shu's clothes, she looked at them several times. In the end, she couldn't resist liking them and the usually introverted girl insisted on coming over to ask a question.

"Did you bring this dress back from the city?"

"No, she made it herself. Look, it's this lace."

Xiao Wang, with his lively and outgoing personality, immediately stuck the lace trim on his collar and showed it off.

Yu Han nodded repeatedly.

"It's beautiful, like a little wildflower, it's especially pretty."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Jin Shu.

"Could you make one for me too? How much will it cost? I'll pay you."

Jin Shu waved her hand, then spread the lace she had brought out of her pocket directly on the table for them to see.

"These are all things I made for fun. You can choose whichever you like."

"Wow, it's so beautiful."

The two girls were dazzled by the choices. They picked up one and held it up against the sleeve, then quickly changed to another, only to find that each one was prettier and they liked it more and more.

"I want this one... This one looks good too..."

"Look at this one, doesn't it look like a flower wreath? This one looks beautiful on you, and it makes your skin look especially fair."

Jin Shu stood to the side watching the two girls excitedly making their selections.

She wasn't very good at talking or socializing, unlike Xiao Wang, who could flatter the usually aloof and taciturn Yu Han into a beaming smile with just a few words.

In the end, Yu Han picked out two items and insisted on paying for them, so Jin Shu took five cents from her.

Xiao Wang picked out three items, but Jin Shu returned them to him when he was about to pay.

"Take it if you like it. I'll keep making more, and the designs will be even better than this one."

"Really?! Can I see it later?"

“If you want to see, I have an idea. I plan to make more and sell them in town. You can come with me, and we can split the profits 30/70. That way, whatever style you like, you can use it before others.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang's eyes lit up, and after a moment's thought, he immediately nodded.

"Sure! But I don't know anything about cooking, so three portions might be too much. Just give me one portion, and I'll make it for you and help you sell it!"

"It's okay, it's just three portions. I'll make more tonight, and we can try it in town tomorrow."

Xiao Wang readily nodded.

"Alright, anyway, I'm busy with the autumn harvest and don't have much to do. I'll get up early tomorrow morning and come find you!"

The two hit it off immediately.

Jin Shu has lived for tens of thousands of years and her judgment of people has never been wrong. This Xiao Wang is a carefree person with little cunning. Such a person is good at speaking and doing things, and cooperating with her will reduce a lot of Jin Shu's burden.

After returning home, Jin Shu cooked a meal for her family and then stayed in the house.

When the family returned from their busy farm work, they were greeted by an enticing aroma of food as soon as they opened the door.

Two dishes and a bowl of soup were already laid out on the table. The dishes were simple in style but looked very appealing. The group of people, who were already tired and hungry after a long day, were even more tempted when they saw the food on the table.

Just then, Jin Shu came out and, seeing the surprise and confusion in Zhou Yanzhu's eyes, she spoke directly.

"Thank you for taking care of me since my parents gave me the money. I went to town today to buy some vegetables and cooked a meal for you. Please sit down and eat."

Upon hearing what she said, Zhou Yanzhu lowered her head somewhat guiltily.

The moment she walked in, her first thought was whether Jin Shu had taken money from the family again.

But then she thought about it again. She always carried all the money in the house with her. The reason she was so wary of Jin Shu was because Jin Shu had taken the money from selling the grain and used it to buy a lot of random things as soon as she came back.

It broke her heart at that time.

Learning from past mistakes, Zhou Yanzhu couldn't help but suspect Jin Shu.

Now that she realized she had wronged someone, the woman felt somewhat ashamed.

Zhou Yanzhu's thoughts were written all over her face, and Jin Shu saw right through her. However, she was too lazy to argue and sat down to eat by herself.

Jin Baosheng looked at his wife and said something directly.

"You should be grateful that your child cooks for you. You're always thinking about this and that, and all you do is think about useless things!"

How did you know what I was thinking?!

"Your little schemes are written all over your face! Do you think Jin Shu can't see through them?"

"..."

The family sat down, and Zhou Yanzhu couldn't help but look at Jin Shu after taking just one bite.

Who taught you this skill?

"No one taught me; I figured it out myself."

"It's delicious, even better than what I make."

The three younger brothers devoured their food. The children, who had initially been somewhat distant and wary of Jin Shu, now looked at her with adoration.

Eldest brother Jinhe: "Sister, your cooking is so delicious!"

Second brother Jin Chuan: "You said yesterday that Sister Jin Shu was like a wooden doll!"

Jin He: "Nonsense! I never said that, it was Jin Hai who said it!"

The third brother, Jin Hai, couldn't speak clearly. After struggling for a long time, he finally looked at Jin Shu with teary eyes and racked his brains to say something.

"It's not me, my sister is beautiful, I like my sister."

Jinhe: "It's you, it's you! You still say you don't like your older sister!"

Jin Hai: "It wasn't me!! It wasn't me!!"

Jin Chuan: "Anyway, I like my older sister. She cooks delicious food for me!"

The three children were making a lot of noise, and Zhou Yanzhu and Jin Baosheng couldn't control them at all.

Suddenly, Jin Shu put down her chopsticks, glanced over, and said coldly.

"No making noise while eating. Anyone who makes a sound will be kicked out and made to stand outside."

In an instant, the table fell silent. The three boys lowered their heads like quails and quietly ate the rice in their bowls.

Seeing this, Jin Baosheng, the head of the family, silently shut his mouth.

After finishing her meal, Jin Shu prepared to clear her own dishes, but Zhou Yanzhu quickly stood up and blocked her from behind.

"No need, I can do it. You go wash up and go to bed. There will be a lot of mosquitoes at night, so make sure to tuck the mosquito net in properly."

"Thanks."

Jin Shu's mother died long ago, and her father died in battle when she was young, so she hadn't spent much time with her "family" in a long time. She only took Zhou Yanzhu's instructions as polite words.

Back in her room, she continued sewing.

In the stillness of the night, Jin Shu, who was studying the designs, suddenly felt that the sound of the wind outside the window had disappeared.

She raised her head, looked at the candlelight in front of her, and remained motionless.

Jin Shu knew that her time had begun.

Ten hours later, Jin Shu had turned the entire bag of scraps into lace and hair ties. She didn't waste the remaining scraps of cloth either, since the fashionable women in the magazine had all sorts of little patterns on their clothes.

Jin Shu remembered the hole in Zhou Yanzhu's pants, which she had casually sewed up with a piece of cloth of a similar color, the dense stitches looking very stiff and awkward.

If these patched cloths were designed with some styles, they could not only cover up the embarrassment of poverty, but also satisfy the desire for beauty.